“And yes, It’s true, When I miss you too much, I ask the stars about you.”

Do we really love each other or are we trying to fix two lonely, broken, and lost souls together?

And I ask myself, How can you love a broken girl?

I come from the sky and the stars between them only speak of you.

Because it’s you. It is always been and always will be.

One breathe. One-touch. One kiss. And I feel. I feel alive.

Because the most painful wars are the ones we lead against ourselves.

You seek in me your haven of peace and I seek in you my demon’s haven. My haven of fire.

He is the danger and my soul loves it.

And maybe to love each other too much we destroy ourselves.

And just like that, he told me that I was beautiful. Without knowing all the wars I wage against myself.

It’s okay. Because in the end, I know why I did this.  For love, for love, and only for love.

Just because you haven’t seen how wonderful, beautiful, and special she is, doesn’t mean no one else will.

And just like that, he took my hands, looked me in the eyes, and told me that I was all he ever dreamed of. What he’s always been waiting for.

You don’t realize how magical a moment is until it becomes a memory.

And if you saw me alone in a bar tonight. Would you ask me to dance?

We have each other, we make love and then we hate each other and we become strangers.

My dreams turn out to be sweet when they’re about you.

She left the room. I am still talking to her fragrance.

Her voice still echoes in my void heart.

You smell so close when I am drunk in love.

The stars, they keep talking about you.

Late-night conservations, Breathtaking memories, and an endless sky full of unseen dazzling stars. That’s how I want to remember us.

After you, no one has really stayed. Maybe it’s because I look for you in everyone else.

I miss the love I used to see in her eyes.